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" yeah I feel like I could " Leim shrugged but a sharp pain came though his rids and he winched |
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"Honey, thats over water," she giggled. "Are you okay?" She asked worried. |
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" there is something called boats and I'm not letting your horse fly or be driven by anyone else " he said " and I'll be fine" |
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" they make medicine for that and I will only have to drive you can fly" |
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"Leim... why are you afraid of flying?" She asked. |
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" I- I never said I was" Leim said, he was afraid of flying |
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"So why are you making us go on a boat? That I'm gonna be sick on for weeks, and we're gonna be too late for the shows anyway?" |
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" no I said you fly an I drive there, I'll leave early " |
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"Leim... " she sighed. It wasn't logical. Why would they split up to go to the same place? People in Europe drove on the opposite side of the road, so their car wouldn't even be useful. "Why are you afraid of flying?" She asked gently. "Cmon, you can talk to me," |
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Afternoon Storms, then Clearing
